PassionA Poem by Fear Loveshort passionate and sweet.A moment, a flower, her eyes locked in his, no words just emotion. Him standing over her, shielding her from the rain. Her gorgeous lips dripping with every rain drop that falls. They stand there in their embrace, wondering what the other is thinking. Not strangers and not yet more.His lips quiver, his hands in distress, her eyes brimming with lust. They stand in their embrace.
© 2010 Fear LoveAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on September 26, 2010 Last Updated on October 14, 2010 AuthorFear LovePAAboutArt Music Smoke My photos show some things about me as well. Any feedback on weather or not i have writing potential is appreciated. thanks more..Writing
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